FROM “PURE LAND”
Weep for Jerusalemso often turned tears and rubble.Weep, children of Israel…
Lost inside the darkness, I could no longer find my way.Trapped in an endless night, I…
In order to see, you must first be struck blind.Put in the darkTo turn your focus inward.
Born to face the fiery pitThere’s nothing I could doTo save myself from that impending fateNot…
You said follow Mebut the world I would followdown pathways and byways and highways so hollow, so…
I forgot what the floor looked likein the bedroom where my wife freaked out over a silverfish,
The questions I grapple with today -have already been laid to restby early church fathers.